Pretty Ginger, spicy girl
Heart of gold and eyes of deepest brown
You are missed here on Earth
But I am glad you didn't suffer
Just went to sleep, breaking momma's heart.

So soon they leave,
So much it hurts us
But that wriggly dance will still be in our hearts

And we know you watch from the Rainbow Bridge,
Go see my mom, now,
She'll be there handing out biscuits.
Find my Gracie, there, she wagged the whole dog, too,
And she'll show you around.